Trippidy Trap

Like man's a real grinder You don't make dough, no, bro Stepped out all in designer Bill up a bat Yo bro, pass me the lighter T on my hat T for the trap My niggas do trap Trippidy trap, you're feelin' me? She on my lap, she feelin' me All on my dick, she feelin' me Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ay I could not fuck with no enemy She on my lap, she feelin' me All on my dick, she feelin' me Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ayy I could not fuck with no enemy She onto me now, you fell in love I call that bitch, and I rebound Fuck that bitch, and I skeet out Smoke my zoot, I blow weed clouds This gusher's got me so lean now So much loud, I don't see droughts (no way, no way) I got so much loud, I don't see droughts I need money, bands Choppin' up, I got dusty hands Don't like my life, see my life too bad K, I trap, I got paper plans I need money, bands Choppin' up, I got dusty hands Don't like my life, see my life too bad K, I trap, I got paper plans Like man's a real grinder You don't make dough, no bro Stepped out all in designer Bill up a bat Yo bro, pass me the lighter T on my hat T for the trap My niggas do trap Trippidy trap, you're feelin' me? She on my lap, she feelin' me All on my dick, she feelin' me Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ay I could not fuck with no enemy She on my lap, she feelin' me All on my dick, she feelin' me Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ay I could not fuck with no enemy Like man's a real grinder You don't make dough, you're a liar (no) I dare man try thief my flow Can't do it like me, so it's minor, ay Ayy, pedal bike man do mile up Or skrr out the whip burnt tyre My mum thinks I'm out here smoking But I'm really doing lyca to lyca, uh This life that I live, so risky (ayy) And I dare them man try pitch me Cah-cah I know some man so bolo Won't shank man, just get fisty, ayy Pick up your fist and fist me No, you could never do that (no way) I need the revenue arc (okay) Penthouse with a better view arc Ayy, penthouse with a better view arc Like I need a ten-ten, I need a peng-peng Somebody bring me cupid, ay I solved the problem rubix, ay I get the Metro Boomin', like I smoke the blem den two's it Jump on the beat, it's boomin', like I smoke the blem den, two's it And she think it's love, I used it Like man's a real grinder You don't make dough, no, bro Stepped out all in designer (ayy-ayy) Bill up a bat Yo bro, pass me the lighter T on my hat T for the trap My niggas do trap Trippidy trap, you're feelin' me? She on my lap, she feelin' me All on my dick, she feelin' me Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ay I could not fuck with no enemy She on my lap, she feelin' me All on my dick, she feelin' me Man, I blow smoke like a chimney, ay I could not fuck with no enemy (enemy...)